THIS IS A PIECE OF ADVICE
MY FATHER GAVE TO ME.
ALL RIGHT, WHAT'S GOING ON?
'THANK YOU.'
PLEASE CHANGE.
THERE'S NOTHING WE CAN DO
ABOUT THE SITUATION.
WELL, HERE WE ARE.
I MEAN, IT IS A BIG STEP
AND WHERE WILL WE GET THE GUNS?
- WISH I WASN'T A PRIEST.
- WHAT?
AND IF THE SONG WINS
AND WE MAKE ANY MONEY,
FATHER TED CRILLY,
IT LOOKS AS IF I'VE HAD
THE LAST LAUGH ON A LOT OF PEOPLE
WAIT.
PLEASE.
HE SHOULD BE UNDER
"LIARS" RATHER THAN "TWATS".
AT LEAST WE'VE GOT THE RAFFLE MONEY.
WELL, HAVE A LOVELY STAY, THEN.
- OH, NO.
- IT'S GREAT FUN, ISN'T IT, DOUGAL??
INVOLVING MR SWEENEY LAST YEAR.
- SURE YOU WON'T HAVE A CUP?
- I'M CERTAIN.
IT'S NOT GOING TO SELL
MUCH ICE CREAM THERE.
BECAUSE I'M NOT VERY GOOD
AT THAT KIND OF THING.
- COLOUR!
- COLOUR, YES, OF COURSE!
'LONDON...
FATHER BILLY WOULD BE
ONE OF OUR MORE OLD-STYLE PRIESTS.